Friday, January 7, 2011

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

The small slam syndrome

If you want to know what it means, read this paper. It's one of the reasons why I am grateful I am not a male.

And guys, if you have an urge to do manly home improvement stuff, dispose of the flammable stuff properly before snuffing out your cigarettes. Your buttcheeks will thank you.

Midweek sh*ts & giggles


Get away from me! Get away!

Ain't that the truth?

Gotta get your jollies somewhere, y/y?

NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!

Yee haw!

Monday, January 3, 2011

Germs! Germs! Germs!

Bad news for those who have irrational fear of microbes.

They are EVERYWHERE.

Even in the clouds.

So if you have bacillophobia, kindly remove all those romantic notions of capturing snowflakes on your tongue or scampering about in the rain a la Gene Kelly.

Friday, December 31, 2010

The inedible jam

Yesterday morning, I was caught in an explicable jam along a 1 km stretch long enough to read at least 80 pages of my novel. If you saw a female person who was absorbedly reading while bopping her head absently to whatever was on the speaker while driving in Petaling Jaya, it is likely it was me.

I am sure that many of us, when caught in a traffic snarl, often wishes we were on the other lane. The magical lane next to ours are often moving at a miraculously speedier clip than our own sluggish ooze. But somehow, once you changed lane into said magical lane (after suitably indicating with the car signal, naturally), the magic disappears and the lane you vacated appear to be moving faster than when you were queueing along in it.

Why does this happen? Is it Murphy's Law? Is it God's wrath?

Mathematically, this is the explanation.



In other words: You can never win in a traffic jam.

:p

Wednesday, December 29, 2010

Down South creativity

If you know someone who is damn liat to wash their hands after a visit to the loo, show them this video.

Tuesday, December 28, 2010

A picture > 1k words

Ever feel like the information overload is avalanching you? The Internet has changed the way information is being disseminated and traded. Add something like Wikileaks to the mix and you have a real smorgasbord of information and data to analyse and process; some of them more raw than a mooing steak on a plate.

Those in the scientific field are quite used to this; after all it is their job to generate data and then crunch it to create another piece to the puzzle of the universe (and then bend over backwards trying to fit it into the story). Most of us are the end-users who swallow and accept whatever conclusion that has been generated by someone else; be it political information, or economic and financial tips or even sports statistic.

Data crunching oftentimes lead to dry numbers and incomprehensible graphs.


Displaying information in a way that is attractive, elegant and comprehensible takes a great deal of patience, creativity and hard work. Thus, I doff my hat off to Mr. David McCandless. His ability to condense a great deal of information into concise, attractive graphics that convey the message directly with clarity and objectivity is amazing.



Here are some of his work (ganked from his website) for you to enjoy and admire.


Monday, December 27, 2010

Friday, December 24, 2010

Christmas with the Force

To those celebrating the Yuletide (or just enjoying the festivities) ... HAPPY CHRISTMAS!

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Free Willy

I am not much of an animal lover; I don't mind the cuddly ones on screen but IRL, I prefer the stuffed variety. Easier to maintain, no veterinarian bills and no feeding required. However, when I went to the SeaWorld in San Diego, I was sad and outraged that the poor orcas and dolphins were restrained and forced to perform in these tiny pools when they used to roam for thousands of miles in the Southern Ocean and the Pacifics.


Which is why this I heart this ad like eleventy billion times.



Yes, oftentimes I get conflicted when I go to the zoos; watching the animals (big or small) in cages and enclosures are both humbling and saddening to me. I understand that they are safe from predators and are fed and watered well in captivity, not to mention those that are bred in captivity would die in the wilderness, but the artificial habitats reminded me that people may mean well, but meaning well is not necessarily nice.